A sinking ship. Stuck on an island. Those are common things to say. But what might not be so common is the castle on the island... but not a single soul in sight. If the castle was a crumbling heap, then maybe it would be understandable, but how would there be freshly baked bread laying on the counter?
I am basing this book loosely off of a book I read that was written in the 1800s, updating it a bit and adding a few of my own twists. Hope you enjoy! And please do not steal my idea!Todos los derechos reservados